C11

Darkness. Boundless darkness. And, warmth.

It was as if I had returned to my mother's womb. The warmth surrounded me, making me unable to wake up for a long time.

How long it had been since I'd left that little village, and how long it had been since I'd felt this warmth.

Some only trained day in and day out.

Talisman drawing, horse drawing, horse drawing, horse drawing, repeated every day.

If he didn't do it well, he would have to suffer the wrath of the blurry figure.

Every night, even when I covered myself with the quilt, I felt a piercing cold.

"Talisman Drawing!" When you are able to control your mana, you will no longer have to sleep under three quilts every night! "

"Cultivate!" Strengthen your yang energy, so that those dog shit filth can't get close to you, you don't have to stay by my side, when that time comes, scram as far away as you can! "

"Ah Guang, Ai, I've tried my best, your physique … It's more complicated than I thought... "Tomorrow, you can follow me to do whatever you want. It's time for you to take a look."

"This is your first time at the main altar …"

"You … "He's out …"

Why can't the tears stop flowing, why can't I see clearly what that blurry figure looks like, don't go, don't go!

I screamed, but I couldn't make a sound, as if something was stuck in my throat, as if all my words were stuck in my throat. I wanted to chase after him, but my body was so stiff that I couldn't move, as if I was being held down by something.

Until the figure gradually disappeared into the distance, the warmth also disappeared, followed by a bone-piercing cold.

"So cold."

I wanted to see where I was, but there was only darkness.

The temperature dropped lower and lower, and it felt like he was in ice, bone-piercing and burning.

They had to leave this place or they would freeze to death.

That was the only thought in my mind. Fortunately, my body was already able to move. I muddle-headedly looked for a direction and couldn't help but shiver every step I took.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a weak yellow light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The light in the darkness was like a lifesaver in a drowning, and when I ran, cold and stiff, I didn't care. At that moment I was like a moth, wanting to catch the light.

I caught it. It was a familiar oil lamp. Since there wasn't much oil left, the light was flickering. Under the lamp, there was a worn-out wooden table.

I picked up the lamp and found that it was actually a small room made of earthen walls. There was a small wooden bed next to the wall.

The bed was new and there was a child a few years old lying on it, but it was too dark to see my face.

But the child gave me a familiar feeling, and I couldn't help but want to get closer to see who it was.

However, just as I was about to bring the oil lamp over, a sudden gust of wind blew it out.

It was dark again, but I could still feel the child in front of me, and the walls, but I had no idea where the wind had come from.

"Hur Hur Hur Hur."

At this moment, the child's laughter suddenly came from behind me. Following that, the oil lamp in my hand suddenly lit up again. However, the yellow light brought along a hint of gloominess.

Feeling the child tugging at my clothes from behind, I looked back.

"Hur Hur Hur Hur."

The laughter that should have been filled with sunlight now seemed a little strange. A fair face appeared in my field of vision. There were two flushed faces and a bit of a red lip.

This was a paper man.

Clang! Clang!

The oil lamp in his hand fell to the ground, and the light of the fire spread over the ground, instantly covering the paper man.

However, the paper man was not burnt like the paper. It was stuck to the fire and began to melt from head to toe. It was like a barbecue that was placed on top of a fire, slowly twisting and deforming.

The smell of roasted meat filled his nose, but he only felt disgusted and wanted to vomit.

The paper man finally turned into ashes, and the flames were extinguished once more.

I just stared blankly at the flames extinguishing and the darkness descending once again, like a puppet that had lost its soul, standing silently in this space.

"Don't …"

After a while, a faint female voice came from afar.

I slowly touched the front. The wall had disappeared, but the sound was getting clearer and clearer.

"I don't want to. Let me go …"

"All of you are crazy, all of you are crazy!"

"Save me, I don't want to die …"

"I will kill you, all of you will die!"

The sound was getting closer and closer. The final line was, "All of you will die!" It was as if someone was shouting in my ear.

My hands trembled inexplicably as guilt flooded over me. It was the voice of the woman who was forced to marry in the mourning hall.

But I didn't want to run away. I took a quick step forward.

With one step, I lay down.

Yes, lying on the ground for no apparent reason.

His body was not covered in mud, not on the floor, but more like a mattress.

I tried to sit up, but I hit a plank.

A bad premonition arose in my heart. I hastily touched the other two sides. It was also a wooden board!

I was locked in a coffin!

The narrow space and darkness frightened me. I didn't have any magic tools around me, only a heavy coffin lid and possibly even mud.

I don't know how long I tapped until my hands felt sore and I gave up.

Despair, loneliness, imprisonment.

If that had been the case, I might have collapsed earlier than death.

However, there seemed to have been such a person who had fallen into such despair and loathing before, yet in the end, he had not been able to get what he wanted.

Unwilling to accept this, anger and all kinds of negative emotions brewed in my heart. I felt the temperature around me start to drop rapidly, as though my entire body was lying in a swamp and slowly sinking.

However, there was no panic. There was only anger, anger that wanted to kill everything.

"Ah Guang!"

Just as I was about to sink into the ground, I heard a faint sound coming from outside. It was probably due to the mud and the coffin blocking me, so it couldn't be transmitted clearly.

"Save me! "Save me!"

I couldn't hear who was outside, but I knew only one person would call me that.

Anxious, I had never been so eager before. An indescribable feeling of anticipation and excitement welled up from within me.

However, it was as if my body was being pulled by countless hands, causing me to constantly lower my body. Fortunately, my movements were very fast, and with the sound of a shovel hitting wood, a bright light appeared before my eyes, followed by the lid of the coffin being pushed open.

A blurry figure appeared in front of me.

I stood up.

"Ah Guang, come with me."

His voice sounded ancient, but it also carried a trace of happiness.

It was Master! Without much hesitation, I lifted my foot.

Just as my foot was about to land, I stopped.

So cold!

Looking at the blurry figure in front of me, I felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

"Ah Guang, let's go."

When the figure saw that I didn't leave, it seemed to be a bit anxious and kept urging me, but it didn't come to grab my hand.

I pulled my foot back, and the smile faded from my face, replaced by boundless rage.

"You can pretend to be me, you can pretend to be everyone I know, but only he can't, so you deserve death!"

The blue light in my chest split apart and the coldness in my surroundings dissipated. I opened my eyes abruptly and found that I was standing on the balcony's armrest.

One more step and you will die.